Chapter 934: Chapter 935: Praying to Gods and Buddha 2
Li Tingyan, with his strong physique, carried Nianyang on his back as he briskly ascended the mountain. But no matter how strong he was, climbing steep stairs while carrying someone became increasingly strenuous.
Many tourists around reached halfway and feared the heights and steepness, opting for a shortcut along the mountain path instead.
A few elderly tourists watched with bated breath as Li Tingyan continued to climb higher with someone on his back.
"Young man, you should let your partner walk on her own!"
"Yes, itâs too dangerous. One careless step and you might fall."
"Regardless, youâve made it this far. Youâre almost at the top. Take the mountain path, the Buddha wonât mind."
Li Tingyan adjusted Nianyangâs position and, slightly out of breath, said,
"Thank you for the advice, but Iâm not giving up."
Seeing Li Tingyan persistently climbing upwards, almost in a straight line, everyone shook their heads and sighedâafter all, they had said their piece, and any mishap wouldnât be their responsibility.
So they left him alone, each going their separate ways.
"Nini, look how high weâve come now, isnât the distant view beautiful?"
As Li Tingyan walked steadily, he chatted with Nianyang, regardless of the fact she couldnât hear or respond.
"Nini, what do you say to us coming to climb a mountain like this every year?"
"You always complained that I spent too little time with you. Iâve reflected on it, and itâs all my fault. From now on, Iâll spend more time with you. Once youâre better, weâll make up for the honeymoonâIâll take you to see the ocean."
"Rest assured, Iâll carry you and not let you tire, until Iâm too old to walk."
"Nini, if you donât say anything, Iâll take it as you agreeing."
Finally, they reached the summit. The tourists who saw Li Tingyan actually carry someone all the way up were extremely impressed. This manâs stamina was indeed admirable, like that of a soldier.
The Chu and Li families were slower and hadnât arrived yet. Li Tingyan set Nianyang down and opened their bag, taking out a towel to wipe her sweat.
"Young man, you carried your partner up here; you should be wiping your own sweat,"
a tourist couldnât help but interject, noticing Li Tingyanâs hair was drenched in sweat.
Li Tingyan didnât respond, silently wiping Nianyangâs face and neck. It was summer, and the high temperature made anyone sweat without doing much.
Nini loved cleanliness and couldnât stand even a little sweat.
He delicately wiped away Nianyangâs fine sweat and then, unbothered, used the towel to wipe his own face.
The tourist looked puzzled, "Why isnât your partner speaking? Is she... not right in the head?"
Li Tingyan looked over, realizing the person was merely curious and not malicious, and explained earnestly, "Sheâs not my partner, sheâs my wife. My wife isnât mentally challenged, sheâs just temporarily ignoring me."
"Iâm sorry, I was wrong,"
the tourist quickly apologized, feeling he had been disrespectful.
Li Tingyan said nothing more, only lowered his head to fetch water, carefully feeding it to Nianyang, a smile at the corner of his mouth,
"Itâs fine, my wife will forgive me, sheâll get better."
So sheâs ill, he thought.
This man is truly devoted.
The tourist, secretly moved, was an overseas Photographer visiting, and found this moment so romantic that he discreetly captured it. Little did he know, this spontaneous shot would later win him first place in the upcoming international photography competition.
But thatâs another story, so letâs not mention it for now.
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Chapter 7.